Just outside Fenway Park, on Yawkey Way, as Pedroia was rounding third and heading for home, Red Sox Nation immediately dissed and dismissed The Republic of Rockies.

“This Series ain’t coming back to Boston. Bring on the Yankees,” said a man engulfing a Monster Dog.

“The Red Sox are so good, and Colorado’s no good,” said a female poet eating a pizza slice.

“We’ll win in three,” said a kid, obviously not a math student, inhaling fries.

And these proclamations were made even before the Sox scored two more runs in the first, one in the second, two in the fourth and seven – count ’em, seven – in the fifth, and you get the idea.

Sox Devours Rox on Fox.

Rocky Mountain Empire in Mourning This Morning.

The game was “not the way we drew it up,” Rockies manager Clint Hurdle said. But, “one of the strengths this club had throughout the season is our confidence hasn’t been shaken by the results of a game. …We’ve always been a no-excuse ballclub.” Not shaken, but stirred.

Boston manager Terry Francona was asked about how “people are going to start writing off the Rockies.” He wasn’t ready to join the thundering horde.

“Sometimes,” he said, “a lopsided score can happen.”

The Series opener was begging for a 10-run mercy rule in the fifth.

It was, of course, the Boston Massacre.

Novelist Stephen King left after the fifth inning, apparently never having seen anything that scary. Rockies Horror Picture Show.

“The Departed” wasn’t this bloody.

The Rockies were in danger of losing worse than the Broncos did in that 55-10 Super Bowl.

The international media and the crowd of 36,733 were laughing at the Rockies in the sixth.

City official completed plans for the parade in the seventh.

The fans were singing Neil Diamond songs in the eighth.

Major League Baseball started engraving “Red Sox” on the World Championship Trophy in the eighth.

The TV audience was gone to bed long before the ninth.

You can blame The (Ultimate) Farce At Fenway on World Series jitters, the lengthy layoff, the rain, terrible hitting, shaky defense, atrocious and appalling pitching from Francis and Franklin Morales and sensational pitching from Josh Beckett and the uber-awesome hitting display by the Red Sox. Blame the Rox Tix Debacle. Blame the British.

Blame “The Curse Of Wally Madison.”

Who is Wally Madison? That was my question.

I didn’t attend Hurdle’s news conference Wednesday afternoon because I was preparing mentally for the Rockies’ first-

game defeat that I predicted here and nationally. Baseball officials handed out a transcript of the questions and answers.

“Q. Wally Madison didn’t have any AAA. What has he done differently at the major-league level…

“Clint Hurdle: A lot of difference of opinions …”

Did the Rockies bring up some unknown phenom and activate him just in time for the World Series? How did I miss Wally Madison (who does have a great baseball name), and was he responsible for that humiliating mess in Game 1?

Turns out, the court reporter is not too familiar with the Rockies. She misunderstood the name Ubaldo Jimenez, the Game 2 starter, and typed “Wally Madison.” Don’t ask me.

The people in Boston don’t have a clue who the Rockies are, and don’t care. The Red Sox could have been playing a team from Spain – and probably wouldn’t have beaten it so thoroughly.

And maybe the Rockies should be playing under assumed names – like Wally Madison.

But, before the wonderful citizens of Colorado jump off all the Fourteeners and the Rockies bandwagon, a 13-1 loss counts the same as a 2-1 loss.

The Rockies are not behind in the Series six games to none.

The Red Sox lead 1-0, and teams have been known to rally from 1-0 deficits to win the World Series.

The Red Sox can’t get 17 hits and 13 runs every night, can they? Beckett can’t pitch every game. The Rockies can’t pitch and hit and play defense like Oscar Madisons and Felix Ungers every game, can they?

Beckett left after seven, not because he had to, with nine strikeouts and made the Rockies look like banjo players and guitar pickers. Hurdle is fond of using the term “get the barrel on the ball.” The Rockies, especially Matt Holliday and Brad Hawpe, couldn’t have gotten a hit if they were swinging with a barrel.

Francis disappeared after four innings after making all the Red Sox hitters look like Ted Williams.

First rodeo, Rockies? Yes.

But, the World Series is never over when the first game is over.

In 1960, the New York Yankees beat the Pittsburgh Pirates by scores of 16-3, 10-0 and 12-0.

Pittsburgh won the world championship on Bill Mazeroski’s home run in the ninth inning of Game 7.

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